Eater of BladesEater of bladesbreak my boneswith moonstoneteeth, smoothand archaicas undergroundlakebedsI decomposeto layersof silt withinthe morassof your darkthroat, swallowmy selvesto touchyour stomachs,cherish my eyes:delicacies richwith mineralsallow thislost voiceto flow throughyour forgivingbowels, to gaspfor freedomas silentcombustibleperfume.
Beast Among MenBeauty transformed me.I feel
Four Six-Word Stories: CyclesRinseSmile: white teeth mask your soul.RecycleHis soul lies. She eats slivers.BicycleConception. Life. Death. Enucleation. Clone. Life?FeminineOne day: she needed no one.
My AdviceFor once in your life, live.
The InsomniaLife is so precious, even now.
Love is . . ."You can have the last slice."
PoisonIt's gotten dark out. I need a shower. I keep telling myself that. A shower. I have my blue caddy, green sponge, in one hand and my striped towel over my shoulder. Just need a shower, that's all. Been a long day, I smell, I need a shower. The lights are bright, glaring, harsh. It's just a shower. I set down my caddy- it makes a little scratching sound on the floor. My sponge still feels wet. I hate it when my sponge still feels wet. The shampoo is almost gone; the bottle slips from my fingers and clunks on the rough floor of the shower. The glaring light makes the liquid sparkle poisonously. The silver-gray loops rattle harshly against the pole as I pull the curtain shut. It's just a shower. I need a shower. I sling my towel over the pole and it snags. When I pull it makes a
a little perspectivei sit up,face the sunlight,and yawn a littlesong-i comb the dreamsfrom my hair,letting the worldseep through my skin,i walkand slip intomy favorite,white, whiteblouse,with thebuttons to myhips,while children,with bobbing heads-thick as bonesand sorrow-fall into themselveslike little housesof cards,only there are noqueens or kings,only numbers,only days, onlytime, only-lovers split and loverssob and lovers stoploving and shatterlike mirrors andsingle mothersgo poor and somefathers aren'tfathers anymore,the streets stinkof death and liesand cheats and love,and memories, fleetingand fragile, slippingthrough the asphaltcracks and i ambrushing my teethand skipping down the stairs,but some girls are skippingmeals, some families areskipping meals and somepeople have forgottenwhat a meal even is,they only knowmugs and the chime of coins,and here i slumpbeneath the weight ofbooks and papersand red A's andB's smearing likelipstick,and the
She Doesn't KnowShe doesn't knowthat her name actually sounds like music to my ears;that the way she flicks her cigarettes makes me love her more.She doesn't knowthat I love when she falls asleep midsentence,or that my new tattoo will always remind me of her. She doesn't know that the 5 short weeks we spent together changed my life foreverand that I meant it when I said that I'd never been happier.But I want her to know all those things.I want her to knowthat no one can ever replace her.I want her to knowthat I still love her so much it hurts.I want her to knowthat, whether I like it or not, I get why she can't be with me right now.I want her to knowthat we're the exception that we can make it work.But mostly I want her to knowthat I want her back.
My Fairy TaleOnce upon a time....never mind
Afraid?"Of dying?" "No, of... not living."
Trouble in Paradise"Adam...""Dearest?""You're not my type."
The Knight's Last Words"Why is it always a dragon?!"
DisappointmentYou weren't my friend after all.
Fairy TalesYou're a Fairy? What's your tale?
Six words.Kids that bullied him screamed, terrified.
Holding BackHer spirit? Broken. Her pain? Repressed.
I'll hold your hand, I promise"I can't take more chemo-" "Endure."
ffeminyddiaethEn road: Il y a du frost outside sur les fields ou el moëbius sobre la historia de la humanidad ou 'ffeminyddiaeth' (I was feeling very lost very utterly defeated until this yesterday with the travel and the Southern Cross now know this: i can tell all there is) When all was god, drugs or new eyes there were also the ma
Six Word Story III had to,I'm so sorry.
Six Word StoryAnd then, without warning, time collapsed.